Arrr! In a cursed flick, ol' Eggers be sayin' 5,000 rats be trained, but they be wetter than a barnacle-covered deck!
2024-11-12
"Arrr, we be as clueless as a barnacle on a dead ship, Robert! Aye, not a single soul here be knowin’ what in Davy Jones' locker be goin' on!"
Avast ye mateys! Gather ‘round as I spin ye a yarn of the high seas, where trust be as scarce as gold doubloons in a landlubber’s pocket! So there we were, a motley crew aboard the good ship “Nevermore,” sailin’ under the jolly roger with naught but mischief in our hearts.Now, our goodly captain, a scallywag named Robert, had a plan that could put the devil himself in stitches. “We be settin’ sail fer treasure!” he bellowed, his eye patch glintin’ in the sun. But lo and behold, when we reached the fabled Isle of Gold, we found nothin’ but a crumpled map and a sack o’ rotten potatoes. “Neither did we, Robert!” I shouted, pointin’ at the spuds as if they be cursed gold!
The crew erupted in raucous laughter, for the only treasure we found was the joy of each other’s company! The parrot squawked in agreement, “Neither did we, Robert!” It be a fine day for jestin’ on the briny deep! We sailed on, searchin’ fer real treasure, but findin’ only a jolly good time and a heap o’ silly tales to share over a tankard o’ rum. So raise yer glasses, me hearties, fer the only real treasure be the laughter we share on this wild ride! Arrr!